There’s a constant buzz of activities during the summer in
Cape Town, especially for the mini socialites. Events which bring them all
together to compete, showcase, and spend obnoxious amounts of money.
And while driving home from work on Friday, with the sun
setting in the horizon sending orange beams on the vineyard’s and the grazing
cattle in the hills, I realized that whilst so many were preparing for one the
biggest events of the year, I was more than content to be spending the evening ensuring I was prepared
for my 3 hour spin-athon the following morning. I chuckled at the thought that
years ago I would’ve been planning my outfit for months, pulling together the
must be seen with crowd and ensuring everyone knew I would be attending. Not
shallow or anything, never!
How life has changed so. We grow and with it we find solace
in the fact that we have evolved, found value in meaningful components and
moments. That a life living up to others expectations seems so far removed and
now, could not be bothered with. But then I see many my age still enthralled by
it all. Living the plastic dream for others to take advantage of. I proud
myself in changing my ways and living far from that once world I played in.
Or perhaps I truly am just getting old.
Nah,
just wiser.
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